Last Stand

The god of war, Ares and Santa Claus stood facing off… they observed each other slowly, with each waiting for the other to strike.

Santa Claus charged and that was his error, he was tired and wanted to get this thing with the gods over with so he and Amanda could begin figuring a way out of this shithole. He was gobsmacked right in the center of the eyes by the god of war's sword and for a minute all Santa Claus could see was red and the sharp scream from Amanda coupled with the flow of warm liquid from where the sword had made a cut

He staggered back, disoriented as the blood poured out from the place the sword had slashed him. By now Santa Claus was so enraged that he charged again, ignoring the blood no pouring into his eyes… all he could think of was killing the god in front of him who stood looking at him with a smug, devilish glint in his eyes.